published on: 2017-09-03 01:17:31
I was being slaughtered with pleasure. I wanted to say no, and
After Keith ate me out under my desk He ignored me the following
My adopted son Roger was watching me from the doorway. I know
“Connie, what are you doing?” I said, looking down but not
Connie was sitting on my bed and I was under the covers but sitting
“Do you know how many times I’ve longed for this moment?”